I Can Accumulate Proficiency, Starting from Alchemy

“What should I do?”

Han Yi’s mind was filled with a looming sense of death, making him shudder all over. Even the disguised demonic energy emitted with his Disguise Technique started to dissipate slightly.

The Heavenly Demon who had noticed him earlier sneered, saying:

“Coward.”

“What’s there to fear?”

“Master Demon God had promised us that the Demon Country will rise, and we, the Heavenly Demons, will be able to raise bloodsuckers and enjoy the countless spoils.”

“For such a great opportunity, taking a little risk and expending some energy is natural.”

“Hehe, I noticed you just now. You’re a scaredy-cat that planned to sneak away, right? It’s not going to happen; I have my eyes on you.”

Han Yi looked at this self-talking Heavenly Demon and bitterly laughed in his heart. What kind of situation was he caught up in—being on the watch list of a Heavenly Demon King?

It was such bad luck.

However, he didn’t dare to attack. The distance between him and the fleeing Heavenly Demon Kings was too close at the moment. Once he made a move, others would definitely notice. And the Heavenly Demon Lord in the front would definitely make a move. Even if he tried to confuse and distract them, he would still be caught.

He had to endure.

Han Yi suppressed his panic deep inside and marked the meddlesome Heavenly Demon King for death. The moment he found a chance, he would kill him.

Unaware of his impending death, the Heavenly Demon King babbled on, never stopping his chatter.

Han Yi blocked out the annoying noise, searching for an opportunity to escape. But he soon found that Heavenly Demon Kings surrounded him from all directions. No matter how he disguised himself, it was impossible for him to escape unnoticed.

He had no choice but to follow the Heavenly Demon Kings as they continued to flee forward, all the while constantly looking for an opportunity.

Despite changing his position a few times during the flight, the chattering Heavenly Demon King always stuck to him, making Han Yi not dare to take further action. All he could do was clench his teeth and bear it.

Just like this.

After half a day, Han Yi suddenly looked to his left, spotting another Heavenly Demon Lord leading a group of Heavenly Demon Kings in the same direction.

He remained still, pushing his Disguise Technique to the extreme, and his aura didn’t stand out among the numerous Heavenly Demon Kings.

Just like this.

It took seven days for the entire group of Heavenly Demon Kings to finally come to a halt, with the gathered Heavenly Demon Kings now numbering in the thousands.

And in front of these thousands of Heavenly Demon Kings, there were thirty-six Heavenly Demon Lords.

At this moment.

The thirty-six Heavenly Demon Lords stood tall in the void, while the more numerous Heavenly Demon Kings maintained some distance, silently standing in the void. Han Yi, like the other Heavenly Demon Kings, could only anxiously wait.

At this point, he’d given up on any slim chance of escape, deciding to sit tight and wait for subsequent developments.

Just as all the demons gathered, a figure silently appeared in the middle of the thirty-six Heavenly Demon Lords. Han Yi imitated the other demons by raising his head to look at the figure, his pupils contracting as he saw not the figure’s back, but its side.

With just one glance, Han Yi felt as if he was struck by a heavy blow, his heart churning like a stormy sea. However, this small reaction was buried amidst the rising tide of demonic energy, and no one noticed it.

“Duke Dingguo.”

“That’s right, it’s definitely Duke Dingguo, Pang Cheng.”

“But Master Jade Heart said that Duke Dingguo was not in Shu Du, according to the information from the White Jade Tower. So, what’s going on?”

“Could there be more behind this?”

As Han Yi’s speculations came to an end, a peal of laughter echoed from the sky. A youth in a green robe walked in the void, with demonic energies repelled from within a hundred-meter radius around him.

“It’s really you, Pang Cheng.”

Han Yi followed the other demons’ gazes and saw a familiar face-

Li Changsheng, Lord Changsheng of Yujing Mountain.

As the laughter faded, another voice rang out, filled with terrifying killing intent. Han Yi thought he saw a killing god emerge from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, as his chest swelled up with murderous intent.

“Daqian’s good deed.”

A bald, muscular man stepped out from the void, standing on the other side with a black giant blade in his hand. It seemed as if the void could not bear the weight of the blade, constantly breaking and healing around it.

Lord Seven Killings of the Ten Thousand Stars Sea.

Han Yi had seen this figure as well. Many years ago, when he was at the Qi Cultivation Stage, he had participated in the Mountains and Seas Evil-Slaying Festival. When he arrived at the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Stars Sea, he had seen this powerful figure with shattering killing intent.

But it wasn’t over yet.

In the void next to Lord Changsheng and Lord Seven Killings, another cultivator emerged.

This cultivator was an old man, with unremarkable appearance and physique. In the Cultivation World, he was just an ordinary figure. In the old man’s hands, he held an unawakened purple longsword.

However, there was no way someone ordinary could appear here.

Han Yi looked up for a moment before withdrawing his gaze, knowing who had come this time.

Daqian’s Duke Dingguo, Pang Yue.

Of the three Daqian Dukes: Duke Dingguo, National Guardian Duke, and Duke An, the latter was the Duke for the opposite sex while the other two belonged to the same lineage as the Daqian Emperor—Daqian Cultivators.

The old man stepped out of the void without speaking, just staring expressionlessly at the figure surrounded by countless demons below.

Li Changsheng and Lord Seven Killings looked at Pang Yue’s purple sword, one curious and the other solemn.

At this moment, when the three Spirit Transformation Experts had gathered here, and in the outer perimeter of the numerous Heavenly Demons, figures of Monarch cultivators with stalwart auras began to emerge.

Among these Monarch cultivators, some Han Yi had not seen before, but he could recognize their identities by their appearances.

In the group was the legendary cultivator, Bai Yuya, whom he had heard of many times but never seen—the current master of White Jade Tower.

There was the Spirit Combat Sect’s famous cultivator, Earth Spirit Monarch, who he had met before.

There was the sect leader of the Heavenly Will Sect, Celestial Intent Monarch.

There was the Yuanlong Monarch of the Wanfa Sect.

Even…

Han Yi’s pupils constricted as a great terror surged inside him, a chill rushing up to his heavenly spirit cover.

Star River Monarch.

It was Star River Monarch, one of the eight protectors of the Fragrance Sect and the famed Star Moon Sect cultivator who was preparing to stir things up..